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Chapter 188: [Alien Journey] Plan

Sitting in the vehicle, Charles was on his way to his teacher's residence.

Looking at the various passers-by on both sides of the road, he was thinking about something in his mind.

This is already the ninth year of his rebirth, and the time is approaching the time of his death in his previous life.

In these few years.

He has been investigating and guessing the cause of his death in his previous life.

It can be said that he has basically exhausted all means.

He investigated every suspect he could investigate several times.

But no signs were found at all.

It can be said that a lot of energy and financial resources have been spent, but until now, nothing has been achieved.

This made him helpless and uneasy.

I feel like I have no confidence in my heart.

Logically speaking, the path he takes now and the things he does are completely different from those in the previous life, so he should not encounter that thing again.

But no one can say for certain about this kind of thing. If we really encounter the so-called shrinkage of the world line, it will be the inertia of history.

It is not impossible to force him to die in the exact same way.

So until that point in time is successfully passed, he will not let down his guard.

This has become a knot in his heart!

After all, the less you understand, the more confused you will be.

Seeing the puzzled look on his face, the driver responsible for driving him couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

I began to sigh in my heart, the rich and powerful are not carefree.

Not long after, just when Charles was about to arrive at his destination.

There was a vibrating sound from the communicator he carried with him.

After taking a look at the number, he directly chose to answer the call.

It has to be said that after several years of upgrading, the communicators in this world have become a bit like earth mobile phones.

Although the functions are complicated and several blocks away, it only has the most basic call and text messaging functions.

But in terms of signal strength, it is completely comparable to or even surpasses that of the earth.

After all, the communicator here is a hybrid product of technology and magic, and it doesn't even need a signal base station.

As long as we are within a certain distance, there will be no problem even in the wilderness, and there will be basically no interference.

Except for special locations.

As the communicator was connected, a middle-aged woman's voice came from inside: "Sir, regarding the soil last time, the test results have come out. From a physical perspective, it is ordinary soil, there is no

What special substance is mixed with it?"

Charles knew that the soil the other party was talking about was a rare sample obtained from a country across the sea.

It originated from a special event that cannot be replicated.

It is said to be as strong as steel.

Therefore, that country directly regarded it as a precious resource.

In order to get it smoothly, it took Charles a little effort.

It costs a lot of money just to clear up the relationship.

At this moment, after listening to the other party's words, he did not feel lost, but a little confused.

Because he didn't quite understand what the other party meant, he asked: "In terms of material level?"

Facing the inquiry from her immediate boss, the female voice over there calmly replied: "Yes, from a physical level, its basic structure is exactly the same as ordinary soil, and it is composed of ordinary sand.

But there is some factor that we cannot detect that changes its physical properties and makes it as strong as metal."

After a while of silence, Charles, who barely understood, asked a little unwillingly: "Then do you have a way to analyze that special power?"

After hesitating for a while, the female voice said honestly: "In a short period of time, I'm afraid there is no way. Because with the existing equipment, I can't even observe their existence, so I have no clue of research."

After hearing this clear answer, Charles understood that the so-called short term might be a very long time.

The female researchers on the other end of the communicator can be said to be the top experts. It took him a lot of effort to recruit them in the first place, and the instruments they use are the top equipment in the world. Many of them are directly banned from import and export by various countries. level, Charles also went through many devious ways to get them.

The best researchers with the best equipment.

Under these conditions, we are still helpless...

After some thought, Charles ordered the woman on the other side of the phone:

"In that case, let's do it as a favor to the streamer company!

I remember that they were studying building materials recently, so this thing made of soil might help them gain something.

As for you, just focus your energy back on the original project."

The woman responded: "I understand."

"Well, let's do that."

After hanging up the communicator in his hand, Charles looked at the sign on the roadside and sighed slightly.

Then he started to sort out his clothes.

He knew that his teacher had experienced the most rigid aristocratic education since he was a child. He was particularly particular about these things. He was the kind of decent person who could cut off his head, bleed, and whose hair could not be messed up.

So every time I go to see him, in order to avoid being talked about, he must dress in an orderly manner.

It didn't take long.

The steam car arrived at its destination.

Under the guidance of the housekeeper, he walked into this place that he was very familiar with.

After passing through several tall classical wooden doors, he saw the goal of his trip.

His teacher, Saladin.

At this time, Saladin was using the most standard posture, holding a cup of black tea and drinking it elegantly.

It has to be said that in terms of temperament, his teacher has indeed achieved the ultimate in aristocracy.

Every action can be regarded as the most perfect demonstration.

Even if you look at the royal families of various countries in ancient times, they were still expert figures who could serve as etiquette teachers.

And when he heard Charles' somewhat chaotic footsteps, Saladin didn't even need to raise his head to understand that Charles must have something important to come to him.

He first said habitually: "Don't panic when doing things, you must stabilize your mentality."

Then, he put down the teacup in his hand and asked unhurriedly: "What happened?"

Charles smiled bitterly and replied: "In the past two months, the breeding rate of evil creatures in various countries has increased by one-third. If this trend continues, in less than twenty years, humans will no longer have a place to live, so we I’m afraid we have to make some final preparations.”

Upon hearing this, Saladin's brows immediately frowned!

After thinking about it for a while, his face looked a little ugly.

In the end, he could only reply with a somewhat disappointed expression: "In that case, let's follow the established plan. I will try my best to support you and solve the external troubles for you..."

He knew that if the situation progressed to this point, it would be too late if it was delayed any longer.

You can only make an early decision.

"Thank you for your support, then the [Alien Journey] plan will be officially implemented from now on."

Yes, Charles is ready to run away.

The core goal of the [Alien Journey] plan is to build a large portal based on the portal design he redeemed, and then he will select some people to conduct group interstellar jumps.

To put it simply, it is to carry out a migration that is not sure whether it will succeed at the cost of abandoning part of the human race.

At least, that's how it seemed to Saladin.

But for Charles, as long as he exchanges the coordinates of an ecological planet in advance, this migration may not be too dangerous.

Of course, he couldn't say this out loud. After all, just explaining the origin of the portal design was a waste of effort.

As for the coordinate problem, we will figure out a way to get over it when the time comes.

Now there are also a series of problems such as portal materials, portal energy, alien protective equipment, etc. that are bothering him.


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